The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

As soon as Xin'er walked out, Zong Zhenghao was already waiting outside. Xin'er took a look inside and saw Feng Qining entering the room, without turning around, he boldly walked towards Zong Zhenghao.Fiction Rankings
"You don't need to salute, just tell me directly, have you found anything?"

Zong Zhenghao stood under the tree with his hands behind his back. His black hair swayed gently in the wind, and his figure was slender. The back view alone could make people's hearts flutter.

"No, everything is normal, it's just Concubine Lan..."

When Xin'er said this, he couldn't help but stop, Zong Zhenghao didn't like others discussing right and wrong behind his back, everyone in the palace knew this rule, this time she said this behind his back, I don't know if he would blame him . [

"What's the matter with Concubine Lan? Did you find trouble with Aunt Feng?"

"Um"

Xin'er nodded, and told Zong Zhenghao the matter in detail. After Zong Zhenghao listened, his eyes appeared thoughtful. He had seen Feng Qining's sturdy appearance before. Will she willingly be bullied by Liu Lan?And got slapped by her?

"Is what you said true?"

There was coercion in Zong Zhenghao's tone, she was his subordinate, if she dared to deceive him, what would happen... Zong Zhenghao picked off a leaf and held it tightly, the last thing left was powder.

"It's true"

Xin'er promised that when she looked at the cold Zong Zhenghao, she felt scared. She had been with the prince for so long, and she hadn't seen him being gentle to anyone. To Liu Lan, he seemed very gentle, but the coldness in his eyes , not falling at all.

She understood that Liu Lan hadn't entered his heart, probably no one in this palace could enter his heart.

Feng Qi Ning was lying on the bed, white light flashed through her fingers, her eyes were looking at the window, from the small hole, she could clearly see the figures of Xin'er and Zong Zhenghao.

As for the two of them, if they want to have a private meeting, they should find a more secluded place, right at the gate of her yard. Isn't this underestimating her?

Feng Qining pursed her lips, and when the white light disappeared, the opening of the hole also closed, she turned around, but her hand touched something warm, Feng Qining jumped up from the bed.

"When were you here?"

Smelling the familiar smell, Feng Qining stopped her movements, and Murongli looked at Feng Qining's calm expression, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Why doesn't Ning'er shout? Isn't she scared?"

Asking knowingly, Feng Qining gave him a look. She was not one of those little girls who would yell when encountering a little trouble. Her action just now was about wanting to strike, not shrinking her head in fear.